
(Zahra is a newly born ABG girl who lives her life in a boarding school from the age of 12 years in Kalimantan.
It was fine at first, until the time of First High School graduation. Zahra can't stand school in the pesantren. She chimes to her mother to stop and school outside the cottage alone.
Coinciding with the offer of kiayi to the mother of zahra, because the achievements of zahra are good and especially orphans. Zahra was offered a 1-year scholarship to study the Qur'an in Seberang Island, Java).
In room...
Zahra was crying on the bed. He sat hugging with a pillow. Her mother approached.
"Zahra, son. Mama knows it's hard for you. But mama is hoping you'll take this with a chest" while rubbing Zahra's shoulders and hugging her from behind.
Zahra just silently did not answer, still sobbing from crying.
"Zahra knows this is a golden opportunity for Zahra. First zahra can stay in school, second mom can finance your sister's school" explained zahra's mother.
"Mama is no longer smart in matters of teaching. Read the Qur'an. Mama hopes you are more than mama" explained zahra's mother again while removing her embrace from the body of her first child.
Actually heavy for zahra's mother in deciding to part with her son. It must be a different island.
"Wait for you to pack your clothes, tomorrow morning we leave for the boarding school. Transport for the port has been provided by Kiayi." zahra's mother stood up.
"It's a jacket, mama's been washing. Make you there" while putting down a thick black jacket.
Zahra glanced at the thick black jacket. The model is cool, her clothes buttons from wood such as Korean or chinese style.
He knows this is not a new jacket, this is a used jacket that is entered from abroad and sold cheaply.
But before using the cloth must be boiled first and just washed so that the diseases do not stick to the fabric. Because it's used stuff.
Zahra seemed to have no choice but to follow the scholarship. That's the only way to stay in school.
Because Kiayi also promises if the scholarship program is completed in 1 year and returned to the boarding school in Kalimantan. Zahra will receive a full scholarship until she graduates High School. It can even be taught.
That is zahra's hope to improve the lives of her, her mother and sister.
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After being satisfied crying. Finally, Zahra also packed whatever clothes will be brought there.
He tried to brace himself for separation and traveling far away because in his new life this time was really far away at going to leave his mother and sister.
His sister Zahra came over, Ridho the name of zahra's sister. Ridho is already a grade 5 SD.
"Sister, grandma's coming with uncle". Said ridho telling his brother zahra.
Zahra stood up and went to the living room.
Then Zahra touched Grandma's hand and kissed her and hugged her.
" Sir, I want to go to Java. Grandma's driving zahra, right? " ask zahra to her grandmother.
*(Ulun \= I { in banjar}).
"Pardon grandma yes cu, grandma can not. "grandmother zahra while sitting in the guest chair with uncle zahra is uncle abdul sister of his mother zahra.
Zahra also became pouting. But still hugged his grandmother.
Having a conversation with grandma, finally at 5 pm grandma and uncle went home on a supra motorcycle.
Because grandma's house is quite far from mom's. It takes 15 minutes. Grandma lives with uncle abdul. Uncle abdul is still a bachelor, has not found the right wife.
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Nightfall...
Zahra did not fall asleep because she thought of tomorrow, she just went back and forth in the room alone.
Then he woke up and entered his mother's room. She saw her mother sleeping with her sister.
The clock shows at 5am.
There was a knock on the door, half banged.
Zahra's mother woke up. And trying to figure out who's banging on the door.
Zahra woke up and got out of bed. He stood in front of the door.
"It's me, abdul" said uncle zahra outside the door.
Then zahra's mother opened.
" Why dul? " ask mother zahra in a panic, as if she is ready or knows that there is bad news.
"Anu ka, mom... Mama is no more" said uncle Abdul explained to zahra's mother.
Zahra looked puzzled by the explanation and talk of the older person. But he knew this was bad news.
In his unconsciousness, Zahra asked her mother.
" Why ma? " while rubbing his sleepy eyes.
"You stay at home just keep ridho, mama went with uncle abdul to grandma's house. Your grandmother died". Zahra's mother said in a panic, while entering the room and copying clothes and wearing a veil, taking a bag and everything in a hurry.
Zahra was silent. Zahra looked at her mother's tears as she passed away and rode a motorcycle with abdul's uncle.
Zahra's mother gave the code to the zahra to lock the door. And after that zahra's uncle and mother disappeared into the darkness and the dawn dew, his uncle zahra immediately gasp.
Zahra was still half conscious, then entered and locked the door and into the room. He laid his body beside his younger brother Ridho who was still asleep.
His eyes could not fall asleep, he just wished this was just a dream. It must be a dream sure zahra in his inner self.
At 7 o'clock zahra's mother came again with uncle abdul.
There Zahra just realized his favorite grandmother was really dead. It turns out when he said he could not deliver zahra, because this is what zahra's grandmother waited as if knowing that he was time to leave.
"Zahra, you have to go to the pesantren. I'm sorry I can't take you and accompany you to Java".
" I have to take care of my grandmother's funeral here, uncle abdul who drove you to the boarding school." explained zahra's mother.
Zahra just fell silent, not knowing how to express her. Because today was the most painful day to lose Grandma when she was about to go to study.
Zahra's mother hugged the zahra very strongly and then gave her a piece of paper.
" This is save, this is the phone number of our front neighbor. If you get to Java and there's a wartel. You can call mama. "mom zahra's message to her.
*(Wartel \= Warung Telpon in 2004).
Zahra kissed her mother and sister. He was ushered by his uncle abdul on his motorcycle.30 minutes drive to go to the boarding school.
On the way, the zahra held on to his uncle abdul's jacket while crying over the events he faced today. He hoped it was just a dream. Only in dreams.
He also could not delay his departure because the boat ticket had been booked and indeed his departure had to be with 1 entourage.
Kiayi also expressed his condolences to abdul's uncle.
Then Zahra said goodbye to uncle abdul. He hugged uncle abdul while crying.
"It's fine there, zahra". Uncle zahra said as he shed tears.
Tears that contain a lot of sadness.
Zahra waved to her uncle through a window in a car under public transport heading to Trisakti Port in Banjarmasin.
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